The Tale of Old Man Withers Gold part one

Below is the poem entitled The Tale of Old Man Withers Gold part one which was written by poet
Cody
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The Tale of Old Man Withers Gold part one

Three little boys
Went out on a adventure quest
To find the treasure of old man withers
At his place of final rest
In the forest of many lost souls
Is where the three boys would go
A dark and gloomy place
Especially to find some gold
Full of monsters and goblins’
Unknown I am told
That eats your body and even your bones
Right down to your soul alone, I am told
Knowing all of the risk
The three boys would still go
Cutting each of there hands
And sealing the deal in stone
The gear that they had got
Wasn’t considered a lot
Just three turkey ham sandwiches
Cajun style and that's Hot!!!
Eight bottles of water
And one rinky dink rope
The boys thought they were prepared
At least the boys they hoped
So they began walking to the forest
The forest of many lost souls
Down an old dirt road they went
One with many rocks and stones
On this dirt road
The oldest boy foretold
The stories of the forest
The forest of many lost souls
To prepare the other boys
Of what was expected to come
You could tell the look in there eyes
That they both were ready to run
But they both stayed
Because there was no way!!!
That a goblin who eats souls
Would get in the way of these boys gold
As they reached the forest
The Forest of many lost souls
There fingers began to chill
Warm blood turned to cold
They looked into the forest
The forest of many lost souls
Not noticing a single shadow
And especially no lost souls